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Welcome.
BLANK: Where am I?
You know where.
BLANK: I can't see anything.
Perhaps then it is the time for you to open your eyes.
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What you see in front of you?
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BLANK: The lights of hope...
Except for the fact that no light has being seen. But it's not a surprise...
You're inside your dream. Your desire.
BLANK: My...Desire?
BLANK: How can I feel such thing?
BLANK: I don't even am alive.
You're right. You're just a bunch of graphic foolishness. You don't even have a true appearance.
But even you...Proved worthy of an will.
BLANK: Even something that doesn't exists can have a will?
You don't have to feel it to be there.
You reached this level...This proved your existence, Blank.
BLANK: No, I didn't. I didn't wanted to be here.
You didn't? Then why you are here?
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On the contrary...This is probably the only will you have felt so far.
This is the only place you truly wanted to belong.
Your journeys, your thoughts, all of them lead to the same thing...
And you know what it is.
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BLANK: ...My revolution.
If you can see it, then you can grab it. If you can grab it...
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...You can start to revolutionize everything.
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